The Dragon Master III: Chapter One

	I am relaxing on the top of the Goldenrod City Radio Tower, with a radio, 
and I'm listening to the music that they're playing. I've been sitting here, 
and thinking about the past years and all that has happened. I am still the 
Pokemon League Champion, though I have I lots of challengers. There haven't 
really been any close battles. I've won them all with ease. But, if I had 
given up on defeating Flargini, none of this would've happened, and Kanto 
and Johto would've been demolished. But, that was a year ago, and I'm now 
sixteen years old. Misty is the same, and we've been closer together than 
ever. We've stuck together during everything. Everything has been going 
smoothly, and I'm happy about that fact. Today, however, I just needed some 
time alone. Because every two years that the Pokemon League Champion remains 
undefeated, there is a celebration, and they are considered to be pretty 
much undefeatable. To this day, there have only been two people to last this 
long. Lance and me are the only two. Lance had lasted eight years, before 
his untimely death by my hand, and I had just finished my second year. The 
celebration was to take place at six o'clock tonight. I really wasn't that 
excited, to tell you the truth. I had to be back there at five o'clock to 
get ready. I looked at my watch. It said that it was five-fifteen!
	"Holy shit," I said to myself. "I've got to get back to the Palace of the 
Elite Four!" I called my wings, threw off my cloak, and jumped off the Radio 
Tower. I was headed back to the Palace. While I was flying, I heard a voice 
in my head.
	"You're late, Bob," Sabrina said telepathically. "Misty is going to be 
angry with you."
	"Be quiet, Sabrina," I said. "And quit prying into my head like this. I've 
got a plan."
	"Whatever," Sabrina said, though I knew that she knew that I was going to 
get yelled at. I picked up the pace by blasting a Dragon Rage out of my 
hands that were pointing behind me. That cut my flying time in half. I 
finally made it to Indigo Plateau at about five-thirty. I snuck into the 
Palace, and sprinted towards my room. I crept in, and shut the door behind 
me. I looked through the peephole, and sighed with relief.
	"Don't sigh just yet, Bob," Misty said as I spun around. "So much for you 
and your 'Don't worry, I'll be on time.'"
	"Um," I said, trying to think of something witty to say. "Hey Misty. I've 
been looking for you for the past half-hour."
	"Right," Misty said. "What is with guys and trying to get out of stuff with 
lies. I'm not mad. Just be on time next time, okay?"
	"Okay," I said. "I'm gonna get ready." She was about to walk out of my room 
when she turned and asked me something.
	"Bob," she said. "Why do you love me?"
	"That's easy," I said as she walked towards me. She got very close. "You're 
beautiful, smarter than me, although I don't like to admit it, you drive me 
crazy every time I think about you, and I love you. Now, why do you love 
me?"
	"Well, Bob," Misty said. "The reason that I love you is because the first 
time that I ever saw you, I knew that you were someone who was caring, and 
did what was best for other people. Plus you were quite cute. But..."
	"But what," I said, wondering what she was going to say.
	"When I was less than a year old," Misty started, "I was lost on Cerulean 
Cape and there was no one that knew me. My sisters had left me there as a 
prank. I didn't find it so funny. I sat there and cried for about a 
half-hour, when a boy came. He was about sixteen years old, and he looked 
kinda like you. He had a little boy in his arms, and he stopped and asked me 
what was wrong. He picked me up, and went to the nearest Officer Jenny that 
he could see. He asked her if she knew me, and she recognized me as one of 
the Waterflower sisters. So she told him to take me back to my house. She 
gave him directions and everything. He got me there, and my parents took me. 
They thanked the boy, and that was the last that I ever saw or heard from 
him again. One of the reasons that I love you is because you remind me of 
him. But, I love you for you, not just because you reminded me of him. That 
story is the reason that I fell in love with you in the first place. We'd 
better get ready." She walked out of my room and into hers. I snapped my 
fingers, and I was covered with a teal ninja's uniform. This was what Koga 
expected that I wear. He had spent the last year teaching me the martial 
arts to discipline myself. I then covered that up with my Master's cloak. I 
went out of my room, and Koga was standing there, waiting for me.
	"You were late," he said, clearly angry. "You shouldn't have been. Say that 
it won't happen-"
	"It won't happen again, Koga," I said as I bowed to him and ran out to the 
front of the Palace. There were already thousands of people there.
	"It has been estimated that over ninety percent of Kanto and Johto are 
here," Duplica said as she snuck up on me. We stood there watching all of 
the rides being put up.
	"That's nice," I said. "I just want this night to be over. I don't like 
this. All of these people gathered here. A perfect target for a terrorist."
	"We have the best guards," she continued. "No one will be able to get in."
	"Sure," I said. "There are still some crazy people out there. Let's just 
get this show started."
"But it's not scheduled to start for another five minutes," Misty said as 
she appeared. I walked out, and there were cheers that deafened my ears. 
Misty ran out beside me, and I walked up to the podium.
	"People of Kanto and Johto," I said into the microphone. "Being your 
Pokemon League Champion from over the last two years; it has been wonderful. 
I can't think of anything else that I would rather have for a job."
	"How about a murderer," a voice said. I couldn't locate it, as it sounded 
like it was all around me. The voice sounded all too familiar.
	"There," Will said as he pointed to the top of one of the rides. 
"But...no...it is him!" I looked up, and spotlights flashed to where the 
figure was standing. It was a man standing in a teal cloak, holding a lance.
	"Lance," I exclaimed. "But you're dead."
	"I was dead," he said. "But this is another of my backup plans. Agatha, 
being a Ghost Master, raised me from the dead. Now, I have a new plan, which 
cannot fail me. Unless this doesn't work." He threw his lance at me, which I 
caught an inch from my face.
	"Wow," Koga said as he saw that. "I've trained him well."
	"Yes, Koga, you have," Lance said. "And since that didn't work, I'll be 
forced to go with my other plan." He jumped off of the Ferris wheel and took 
flight. I threw off my cloak, called my wings, and followed him. Eventually, 
he landed, and I confronted him.
	"How are you alive," I asked him, my face full of fury. "Two years ago, I 
killed you in this world. You went to hell. Just last year, you came back, 
but you were in Flargini's mind. I killed you again, and once more, you went 
back to hell. Clair and Flargini soon followed. How can this be? How many 
times do I have to kill you before you stay dead?"
	"Ah, Bob," Lance said. "Ever since I've been burning in hell, I've been 
thinking of new ways to kill you. I've had that second plan since I became 
Pokemon League Champion in the first place. Last year, Flargini and I 
discussed what would happen if we failed yet again. Which we did, thanks to 
that idiot. He let you acquire the Elemental Medallion. But this time, you 
shall not interfere. No matter how fast you go, you cannot stop me this 
time. Do you know what I am planning? Let's just say that there is another 
Mysticman involved. Flargini's younger brother is overly pissed off at you. 
In fact, he is going to help me. Last year, you discovered some of the many 
powers of the Mysticman. But, Bob, did you know that they have the ability 
to send someone through time? That's what I plan to do. Go back in time when 
you were not old enough to defend yourself, and kill you. The good thing is, 
you can't stop me because Flargini and his brother, Jim, were the only 
Mysticmen left on this planet. This is a brilliant plan, is it not?"
	"You're insane," I said. "You could change the course of history? Just for 
your own personal goals. Hell, without me, what would this world be like? 
Perhaps Delilah would have adopted someone else that would have killed you 
in the end. So you see, Lance, your destiny is to be dead. Plus, I'll kill 
Agatha for bringing you back."
	"So violent," Lance said. "Anyway, I have all the time in the world. Jim, 
come. Set up the portal. Time to kill Bob." A Mysticman popped out of the 
bushes and his eyes glowed an unholy black. The watch on my wrist went 
crazy. I had to stop Lance from going back into the past. My eyes glowed 
silver, and I hurled a ball of silver energy at the Mysticman. It hit him 
straight on, and killed him instantly. I was too late, however. The portal 
to the past had already been opened.
	"No," I yelled.
	"You're too late, Bob," Lance said with a chuckle. "You may have won all of 
those previous battles, but I shall win the war. Because without you, those 
battles would have never taken place. Remember back to the year 1988. Three 
months after you were born. Goodbye, Bob." He jumped through the portal that 
was ten feet away from me. I sprinted over there, and jumped. The portal was 
getting smaller and smaller. Right when I reached it, the portal 
disappeared.
	"Dammit," I cursed. "Dammit. Dammit. Dammit. This is not good." I flew back 
to the Palace of the Elite Four, where all of the other Masters were 
gathered.
	"Did you get him," Misty asked anxiously.
	"No," I said. "He went on his plan. And without any Mysticmen, I'm done 
for. He went back to the year 1988 to kill me. November 1, 1988 to be exact. 
Since there's no Mysticmen left, I'm-"
	"Um," Will said. "I am a Mysticman."
	"I thought that you were a Psychic Master," I said.
	"You see," Will began, "my mother was a Psychic Master, and my father was a 
Mysticman. I received both of them."
	"Will," I said. "Send me back to November 1, 1988. I have to save the 
world."
	"What are you talking about," Erika said. "You're going to save yourself."
	"But without me," I said. "Lance would still be the Pokemon League 
Champion. And the world would follow his every command."
	"Bob," Will said as he handed me a cell phone. "Take this with you. It's 
modified to work over time. I developed it a while ago. Good luck." With 
that, his eyes glowed an unholy black, and a portal appeared. It was just 
like the one that Lance had gone through.
	"Let me come with you, Bob," Misty said. "You can't face Lance alone."
	"No," I said. "You are staying here."
	"Bob," Will said. "You do realize that once you go through that portal, I 
can't generate another one for a week. You'll have to kill Lance before 
then. You must."
	"I love you, Misty," I said as I kissed her on the lips. "I will be back. I 
promise." I left her and jumped through the portal. I saw nothing but black. 
I was going to the year 1988...
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